I don't... I don't know. [Why is that all she can find herself saying today?]
I'm so fucking scared and I don't know how to deal with this. I can't, not alone. [She's not about to let him go any time soon either, her hands clasped so tightly around his back that her knuckles are white. She can barely breathe but that's nothing to do with the hug, that's the panic in her chest. She was finally happy and she got too used to it.]